Intro:
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Schyeah!
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Stick em
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I said ya best hit the ground and don't be late
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Ya crews pay dues with heavy weights
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Verse 1:
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Been brained in the pain since hotter than July
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My crews do-or-die, insist to ride high
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Clients never fuck us (uhh uhh)
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like Hammer can't touch us, automatic workers
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No showstop always get in for the realer
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Y'all deadmeat, clock the dollar billa
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I said "Y'all in?", never stood too tall
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like Mike outta motherfucker Off The Wall
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Me's cheese cos the rats got my pockets with holes
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Keeps bitin on my dick like yo' ass oppose
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Mr Tony got the paper (uh huh), no doubt
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Been doin crimes, one time definite in '89
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Can't stop it though, y'all gots pounds to push
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in the back of the *?Allenue York?*, Ducati
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Got em fly like birds, OK who got the pick-up?
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Keep it cool, one-time try to stick up
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Schyeah!
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Chorus:
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Ya best hit the ground and don't be late
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My crews pay dues with heavy weights
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And don't play hero you might get shot
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Cos you ain't got scrill like the scrill we got
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Verse 2:
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Watch out for the phonetap
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One-time tryin ta stick me for the murder wrap
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Ain't nuttin happenin
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Best step back, the guns gone clap
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Ya know how we do, the crew come strapped
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In a minute, weight pushin '96 SS's
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and niggas bailin 'round with S's on their chests
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The problem solver, uhh uhh, chrome revolver
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Executor, Billy The Kid the straight shooter
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Got it locked down cos all the fiends be beggin for the tight
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My nigga Muggs got it sold like Chynna White
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This ain't the row, jack, situation's lookin grim
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B's like Tina out on a limb
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We's pimp niggas, we make the paper on the regular
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Got styles's but still floss on burnt-out cellulars
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I'm tellin ya we runs the whole fuckin show
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And you can't see me go toe-to-toe (BING!)
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Chorus (x2)
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Verse 3:
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I push ya round like Mr Biggs stuffin a fire
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No TV screen keeps my access live
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Got the Glocks on ready to shake rumps like Teddy
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Keeps ya distance we be's the Gs that's deadly
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Keeps the Cristal chilled in my favourite cup
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Gots money to burn, no which way is up
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I hangs with the playas and rolls with the riches
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Keeps my grip, don't trust a bitch
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You knows the business, it's paper, son
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Gots the cash, freeze a nigga on the run
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Better known as Chester who gets the cheesin
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Everybody lay down when I starts the squeezin
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For the money I do's the evilest things
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Keeps my work goin nicely to the happy fiends
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It don't stop to the break o' dawn
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Half ounce with the chronic, Dom Perrignon
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Chorus (x2)
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Outro:
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Schyeah! (Ya best hit the ground)
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MC Eiht in the house one-two (Ya best hit the ground)
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My nigga Muggs in the house one-two (Don't play hero)
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Can't fuck with the crew, schyeah!
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(Heavy weights) Schyeah!
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'97 in the house, schyeah!
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Ya best hit the ground and don't be late
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My crews pay dues with heavy weights
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And don't play hero you might get shot
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Cos you ain't got scrill...Muggs one time
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Heavy Weights
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DJ Muggs |